Friday, September 02, 2016


I got guns.
Everyone has a bullseye on their third eye.
Your 3rd Eye.
The 3rd Eye.

I've been ready.
I don't even care who else is ready.
I'm owed a lot.
Now I just gotta go for mine.

So yeah.
I'm in a mood.
And I'm going to be medicated soon, so this mood won't last.

Which could be good for you.

For me, I take all.
So yeah.
Keep me on medication.
I'm going IN-ER.
Whatever isn't mine will be.

And I offer no threats to anyone I'm working with professionally.
It's simply in your best interest to let "Hamilton, Charles" drop.

"But what do I know? I'm just a white kid!"
-Asher Roth, "Roth Boys freestyle"

~follow the buzzards~

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